Doomsday For Somebody In Particular

Andino

Thousands of nameless faces
no light but rather the starless night visible.
Eyes reflecting the glimmering vibrant flames 
In the stadium of doom. Once the stadium of life.
Nineteen horses dressed in clothes of red and black 
furiously lead the way down an unfamiliar road
for your dark parade.
All the witnesses have arrived.
Heaven, Song, Poetry, and Dance carrying gifts in their hands
came to admire with me 
a doomsday for somebody in particular.
Penal fire is the sentence!
The council decides.
On my periphery 
I catch Jupiter grinning at me from afar.
-I'm smiling back.
The throne of desolation awaits for you
It won't modify its place or time
without saving
or second chance.

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Andino (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 5th, 2023 22:15
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    (there is wisdom, in our levitation
    above, vengeance and wrath
    realising, it takes much more
    energy
    to hate.
    than to accept and forget
    we sadly, are doomed
    to navigate paths of confrontation
    and unfair, ill-fate
    and yet, within us
    is all the armoury we require
    we, need only appreciate
    what a waste of effort it is
    to confront or try to change
    the ignorant
    better, I think
    to look past those, shit stains
    on the road
    scrape the soles of our shoes
    as best we can
    and move on, to that destiny
    awaiting, rewarding
    our zest for life
    yes
    in the short term, maybe we're
    enraged
    that other's, tainted us with their
    pathetic, stink
    but
    once we find our way back
    to that calmness, we call a home
    or that glistening shoe shop
    we know
    we'll be walking in a new pair
    of our revitalised, mindset
    the moment
    we eradicate, those thorns
    from our lives
    'answer to hate
    is not hate
    it's indifference')
    know thy self to be worthy
    of life's, sublime
    thus, look upon those that try
    to introduce strife
    upon your path in life, with
    dismissive, disdain...
    stay strong! dear Poet



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